The wooden wall of Fort Voska has been breached, and after the city is broken, it will be the carnival of the victors.
Those soldiers who stepped on the enemy's corpses to re-enter the gap naively thought that after the city was broken, the enemy would become a standing lamb, and the enemy should obediently accept the slaughter.
Unexpectedly, what greeted them was the trapped beast Youdou of panicked soldiers in the fortress.
There are not many armored Danish mercenaries anymore, but there are still a lot of armed Voskars. There was only one simple thought left in their minds - to continue to resist.
Some of the lightly-armed attackers who rushed in were stabbed and killed by the spearheads of the fortress defenders. The ones who charged the fiercest were the first to be killed.
"Stop it all! Don't be impulsive!" Wenderson, the leader of Yermalen, tried to give orders. However, his roar was not easy to use among the rebels.
Only more soldiers were stabbed to death by the gathered defenders, and they did not continue to attack.
Although the fortress was breached, the battle situation within the wooden wall was even more stalemate.
Karl and his "black warriors" originally intended to rush in at one go, completely overwhelm the enemy and then start a killing spree, but now he has no chance.
Look at the faces of these enemies!
Men and women, armored and clothed. Most of them were armed with simple spears, and some women even just held a wooden stick high.
They gathered in a circle, with various weapons pointed outside. Under the dim light were the faces of this group of people full of tears in grief and anger, as well as some corpses lying at their feet.
As more and more people entered the fortress, why didn’t the Swedish coalition, which had absolute strength, take the initiative to attack?
After hesitating for a while, Karl finally calmed down. He felt that his soldiers had adjusted their mentality, so he raised his sword and cursed: "Brothers, charge me!"
However, even the elite "black warriors" of Melalen did not dare to act rashly.
Why?
They are never made of steel. Even if they are wearing chainmail, facing the enemy's "hedgehog formation", rushing into the formation rashly is courting death. Even forming a shield wall to advance is dangerous.
"What are you doing standing still? Kill them all!"
"Are you all cowards? Or is it because there are women inside?"
"Quickly Destroy the enemy and end all this..."
Karl's continuous yelling and even pushing himself could not encourage another offensive.
The other tribes saw that the most powerful Melalen people did not attack and that their weapons and equipment were actually poor, so they no longer took the initiative to wade in the muddy water, even if everyone knew the buildings behind the enemy. There must be huge wealth.
The Russians had no choice but to arrive late. Otto and Rurik, with a group of mercenaries, finally squeezed into the battlefield inside the fortress from the friendly forces. Although the strange confrontation scene was strange, the friendly forces did not attack, so the Russians had no choice but to be spectators for the time being.
Fortunately, the Russians persistedPush forward.
While twisting his body to open a path in the crowd, Otto shouted: "Make way for me, we Russians will continue to attack."
No, just The friendly soldiers were afraid that they would be the target of public criticism, so they hurriedly and subconsciously avoided it.
Like Rurik, he was still short in stature and finally stood on the front line of the war.
He was not afraid at all, or in other words, the concept of "fear" was no longer in his mind.
The continuous fighting made his heart as hard as stone. He ordered mechanically: "Brothers! Line up! Three rows!"
This time, Carlotta, Fisk and Kanuf, three little warriors who didn't know what danger was, knelt on one knee, holding up wooden crossbows, and pointed arrow clusters at the grieving enemy.
Carlotta is also like a machine, her gold threads are flowing in the wind, her plump sweaty cheeks are pressed against the wooden support, and the crosshairs are aligned at three o'clock and one line to form a hedgehog formation. enemy. mercy? Worried? nervous? Everything became meaningless, and she became an emotionless warrior waiting for Rurik's orders.
Not just her, as long as Rurik gave the order, more than a dozen arrows in the first row flew immediately.
From the perspective of the Voskas people, those who once nervously withdrew from the wooden wall were already very aware of the half-kneeling enemies in front of them and the deadly weapons they were holding. It must be some kind of bow, but it is more lethal than ordinary bows.
In fact, many attacking soldiers hope that the Russians will immediately release arrows to break the confrontation. It is best to sweep everything with continuous shooting.
Rurik did not do this after all, just because it noticed the arrogant Karl.
"Boy, this battle is very important to you! If I continue to take away your achievements, will you be jealous of revenge?" Rurik decided to wait and see for the time being.
The Ross warriors have not received the shooting order for a long time. Many people saw their young leader, whose eyes were obviously looking at Karl who was dancing not far away with a sword in his hand.
The farce of the confrontation finally took a turn for the better at this critical juncture with the appearance of a big shot.
That is Olegin, the first king of the Kingdom of Sweden in this time and space.
He walked out of the crowd carrying his sword. He stood directly between the two armies without any escort.
Up to this point in the war, even the Swedish coalition forces do not know the exact identity of their enemies. Similarly, the residents of Port Voskas do not know who the attackers are. The two sides are fighting in a confused but bloody manner. .
The advantage clearly lies in Sweden. Olegin raised his arms, and the entire battlefield became quiet for him. The only sound in the environment was the crackle of burning houses.
"You ordinary Danes! I am the King of Svealand! You crusade and kill my people, now I come to crusade you!"
As soon as these words were spoken, The desperate Voskas were in an uproar! They immediately started talking, buzzing like wild bees.
OleginThe sword pointed at them again: "You Danes from Kalmar! Today I will kill you all!"
Kalmar? Who is Kalmar? This is not Kalmar at all!
At least they heard the determination of this group of Svealans from the north to "kill them all". The desperate women holding wooden sticks threw the sticks and fell to the ground unconsciously, while some men pulled He yelled at the top of his voice: "Then let's fight! Even if there is the last Voskars left, we will fight to the end!"
However, there are individual Danish mercenaries in the Hedgehog Formation, and they are aware of the situation. of subtlety.
If this guy with a golden crown, reminiscent of the Danish leader "Hafgen the Lion", is the King of Svealand, he wants to kill everyone, so why bother here? What about half a day?
As mercenaries, we are not slaves of a certain family. Our relationship with our sponsors is essentially a business transaction. Metal pays wages, and brothers work hard for it. If the situation becomes critical, everyone will run away at the worst. As for bravery or not, the mercenaries are more concerned about saving their lives.
An armored Danish mercenary squeezed out of the hedgehog formation. In full view of everyone, he took off his helmet, revealing his golden hair and beard. He threw down his battle ax and shield, and also took off the cowhide belt that carried his dagger.
He opened his arms to show that he was not threatening, and approached Olegin slowly and cautiously.
Standing on one side, Karl always felt that something was wrong, but in his heart he really hoped that these reckless enemies could successfully assassinate his father without warning, so that he could take over on the battlefield.
A seemingly non-threatening person approached the king, and the tribal leaders all stood still and watched nervously.
Otto made some preparations. He ordered Rurik and three rows of mercenaries holding crossbows to line up, with all arrow clusters aimed at the enemy.
Everyone soon saw this scene. A man in chainmail knelt down on one knee about five steps away from Olegin and gave a warrior salute to the old man wearing a golden crown.
Then the man said in Norse: "King of Svealan, this is not Kalma, this is Voskas."
"Huh?" Olegin He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took a step back.
In fact, as the battle became more intense, Olegin began to feel more and more that this place might be Kalma. The news he learned was that there was also a wooden castle in Kalma, and the locals were wealthy and tough.
Is this really not Kalmar, but some strange place called "Port of Voskas"?
Olegin was actually very satisfied with this soldier's humility. Looking at these guys who persisted and still wanted to resist until the end, he had a plan to recruit them. Of course, the premise was that they were willing to be like this man. , making a hint of submission.
Oligen simply sheathed his sword and continued: "Warrior, tell me your name."
"I am Francis, and I am... a Dane."
"You! Dane?!" Olegin's slightly calm heart suddenly became tense again, and his relaxed right hand grasped the hilt of the sword again.
However, this honest mercenary, Francis, was still half-kneeling on the ground. He himself knew that he was on the verge of death and was trying desperately, but it was worth risking his life.
"My brothers and I are from Denmark. We are mercenaries. We only serve noble people. King of Svealand, we are willing to be your mercenaries and fight for you. I Just kneel here, you can kill me immediately, but you will lose a reliable soldier."
A witty guy who can speak beautifully, his words directly hit Olegin's itchy flesh. "You and your brothers are willing to surrender to me?"
The mercenary Francis's silent appearance was filled with ecstasy inside. He randomly sent a signal to the guys, and nearly fifty of them were still alive. The Danish mercenaries immediately threw away their axes and shields, and knelt down at Olegin's feet wearing only their chainmail armor.
Olegin has lived for more than fifty years, and he has never seen such a scene in his life. The enemy's elite warriors actually admired his own dignity and put down their weapons to express their submission.
Although these guys are from Denmark, it seems like they no longer want to be Danish.
Olegin continued to ask in detail and completely understood the difference between Voskas and Kalma.
It turns out that there are many settlements in this narrow sea area, Kalma is the largest one, and the others include large strongholds like Borgholm. After hearing this unprecedented information, he had to think about his own troop strength for a moment.
At this moment, Olegin realized for the first time that his 3,500 Swedish soldiers were no longer as powerful and indestructible as he had imagined.
"Okay! Francis, and you Danes. From now on, you are Malarens, my mercenaries. Your chainmail will soon be coated with ink, You are my soldiers!"
"Oh, then I am... your soldier." After all, Francis doesn't know anything about the Melalen tribe.
As a mercenary, you have to work for your financial master. Now if you can change your master, as long as you still have money, why not do it? Besides, it seems that the new master is powerful, and if he can directly work for the new master, he will at least have a better future than working for a wealthy businessman.
Rurik felt a familiar feeling watching the whole process of recruiting the traitors.
"Oops, do you, Olegin, also know how to win people's hearts? I thought you were just a greedy person."
Rurik still feels this way The so-called recruitment must not be truly loyal people. If those who kneel on the ground show their surrender, is it not an expedient measure for troops to attack the city?
There was also Karl who had the same worries. As the crown prince of the Kingdom of Sweden, he rushed towards his father: "Should we recruit them? In my opinion, they don't want to be killed. They only deserve to be Despicable slave."
"Bah! They obviously admire my military power." Olegin glared at his son fiercely.
Karl pouted and angrily said: "Father, wake up! Do you still want to recruit those people? If you had known this, why didn't you persuade them to surrender earlier?"
"It's not too late."
The Voskas people are in chaos. Now the most elite Danish mercenaries have joined the attackers and turned into enemies. Their former Danish merchant master was furious, and the morale of the Voskas was completely shattered.
They were almost all waiting for the fate of being killed, until Olegin "generously" proposed a condition to avoid death.
The so-called throwing down their weapons immediately, handing over all the wealth in the fortress immediately, and all men immediately swearing to fight for the Swedish army can avoid death. In fact, this is not only to avoid death, but as long as the person expresses surrender, he and his family do not have to be slaves.
Their morale collapsed completely, and the perpetrators offered an "olive branch", which they did not hesitate to grab.
In just an instant, the Voskas people threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground one by one. Some men were pushed out and crawled in front of Olegin to swear an oath to the entire population of Voskas Port. From now on, the Danish leader will no longer be recognized as the master, and the King of Sweden will be respected as the new master. He will pay tribute every year and fight for it.
The battle will obviously end with their surrender, a situation that Olegin did not expect.
He once felt that the only way to deal with those guys in the south of the old Ostara tribe was iron and blood, and he never thought about making peace or integrating them. Now, he feels that in future battles, he can first try to persuade them to surrender.
After all, the Voskars were also immigrants from Gotland. Olegin was eager to recruit a group of warriors to make up for his battle losses. He was addicted to the scene of the enemy surrendering and worshiping, forgetting that he had once been a Goth. The collective betrayal of Orchid Island residents. As the saying goes, "The biggest lesson that mankind has learned in history is that it cannot remember the lesson." Olegin didn't care about this. He wanted thousands of people to worship him, and he also wanted to expand the battle. Even if the situation became complicated, he still wanted to defeat Karl. The horse completes the combat goal, otherwise it will be a tragedy in life.
Fortunately, Karl has a clearer mind on this issue.
It cannot be said that Karl is smart, but that he does not believe that the Danish mercenaries who fought hard in the evening will turn into loyal guys when the moon rises. There are also the fishermen of the Port of Voskas who are in ragged clothes and have mediocre fighting capabilities. Karl is not willing to admit that these guys have the same strength as his Melalen people.
Since it was his father’s decision, it was hard for Karl to refuse, but they, the traitors, needed a certificate of surrender.
The battle to attack Port Voskas lasted for four hours. The overall time was not long, but the intensity of the war was also the first time the Russians had seen it.
The surrendered Voskas faced their devastated homes. They began to carry the bodies of the dead, pile them on fishing boats, and then stack themPush the firewood into the sea and burn it on fire. They no longer had the right to return to their homes, so they had no choice but to obey the orders of the victors, take their wives and children, and huddle together in the longhouse where Danish merchants stored their goods.
As for those women whose husbands died, because they did not get any protection, they suddenly became the playthings of the winner.
Olegin’s men also counted more than twenty pure war orphans, both male and female. It seemed that being slaves was a burden at the moment. At least the Malaren Army didn't need them, and in the end it was the Russians who took over.
As for the goods in the longhouse, that is, the accumulated wheat, dried meat, leather and linen, they all instantly became the spoils of the victor.
Their own house that had not yet been destroyed completely became the residence of the victors, and the hungry Swedish army received the supplies they had dreamed of, enough for everyone to fight for more than ten days.
Where do ordinary residents have so much surplus food in their homes? The wealth of five Danish merchant families was completely plundered, and the merchants' families were also tied up. Why did a small number of noble-dressed people kneel in the empty space inside the fortress, and thousands of Swedish coalition soldiers were watching the ensuing execution.
Including Rurik, who led his mercenaries to collect the arrows and slingshot projectiles, and commanded his soldiers to carry wheat (the army rations allocated to the Russians) from the merchant's warehouse. Otto, all saw the so-called "Declaration of Name of Danish Mercenary" scene.
At this moment, Olegin had already set the target for the next battle, which was to attack Boriholm, which is located on the narrow island (Oland) not far away. With the guidance of the renegade Danish mercenaries in the new battle, the army will not take any detours and can be prepared before the new siege.
How to prove that the betrayal of the Danish mercenaries and the Voskas is credible? They need sacrifices to prove themselves.
What is the use of a Danish businessman who has gained weight? Without their property, these people are just a bunch of useless trash.
"Go and prove your loyalty!" Olegin left the large forest ax used for logging on the ground, and the mercenary Francis picked it up.
This man walked towards his former master without blinking his eyes, his whole person was full of sinister aura.
Knowing that his family would be destroyed, the businessman yelled: "Damn traitor! I gave you money, but you betrayed...you will not die well..."
Francis Hand The ax fell, and the merchant's ferocious head rolled down randomly. Immediately afterwards, the merchant's wives, concubines and descendants were also killed by Danish mercenaries.
Do you feel guilty for killing your former financial financier? Absolutely nothing. Francis and his guys can be described as a group of desperadoes. They only want money and their own happiness. A large number of their partners died in the battle. They can only say that those people deserved such lives. Life is short, and they just want to live happily one day at a time.
The renegade fishermen of Voskas also had to prove themselves. They used short spears and closed their eyes. Because they really couldn't do anything. In order to survive for themselves and their families, they insisted onHe started, then screamed and screamed abnormally.
“It’s so sinister.” Rurik commented with goosebumps all over his body. He did feel a hint of coldness and was also surprised by this scene.
Otto shook his head and said deliberately: "As a mercenary, you are not loyal to your sponsor. This is not a mercenary, but a group of desperadoes, and they are not worthy of the title of warriors at all."
p>Rurik suddenly realized that his father was talking like this because there were a large number of mercenaries in the Russian army. His father was trying to hit Yevro and other mercenary warriors with his words.
"But Olegin and Karl are not really noble." Rurik suddenly came to his senses and said deliberately: "I have the protection of God, and those who die for me or are loyal throughout their lives will directly enter Valhalla, the traitor fell into the endless underworld."
The Duke of Ross and his son sang in harmony, and the mercenaries present were actually happy that they had followed the right master.
Otto asked Jevro casually: "Have the projectiles been collected?"
"Duke, most of them are done. We fired one hundred and twenty rounds of projectiles, and now we have found "A hundred rounds."
This number was also beyond Rurik's expectation, "Okay, cast iron projectiles are a weapon to destroy ships! I'm afraid that in the future battles against Borgholm and Kalma, We still need them."
"Keep fighting..." Otto sighed. He always felt that most of the coalition's momentum had been lost in order to conquer Fort Voska. It was too late to continue fighting. Not suitable anymore.
Otto’s words revealed worry. Wasn’t Rurik like this? He estimated that there were as many as 300 coalition soldiers killed in this battle (injury basically means death)! Note that these dead are all warriors from the Svealand plains, and the possibility of their betrayal does not exist.
But among the newly recruited people, there are still 400 people who can serve the coalition forces. Will they really go all out if they have a certificate of surrender?
This is the big unknown.
Because both Rurik and Otto were sure that the coalition forces would be able to correct themselves at the Port of Voskas for at most two days, and then due to the renewed shortage of food, they would swarm towards Borgholm and continue looting. By then, the newly recruited guys will definitely be the main attacking force! After all, these people died in large numbers, and Olegin and Karl had absolutely no regrets.